Peaches rode in the back
Hot sun on a black cadillac
He got to feeling like
Nothing's gonna change
Mahindra's here in the air
A sudden chill in the midst of the fair
What is a memory?
What is the point of looking back?
Because Edie got away
A thousand times on the Thames
You ever wonder what happened to him?
Nothing ends
Quite the way it begins
But that's the least we could do
A lead balloon and a bolt from the blue
We'll be right back
With more late breaking news
Because Edie got away